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“Fuck you,” I spit. “I’m going to take a cab home.”
“Get in the car, Sophia,” Dimitri orders. “I’ll take you home, now get in.”
Because I want nothing more to be rid of him, I oblige. He takes me home and I find myself wanting to scrub his touch from every part of my body. Instead I text Tony, hoping he agrees to come here so I can explain everything.
CHAPTER19
Tony
Sophia and I are staring at each other from across her living room. I arrived two minutes ago and neither of us have said a word since. My arms are crossed as I lean against the wall, she’s standing with a hand at her hip, her eyes narrowed.
“You’re mad,” she says, finally speaking.
“Of course I’m mad, some fucker was touching your ass. Right in front of me.”
Sophia lets out a soft sigh. “His name is Dimitri.”
“I know who the fuck he is, blondie. Some Russian Mobster. And apparently, your fiancé,” I say through gritted teeth.
When I heard that, I swear all the blood rushed up to my head. I was trying so hard not to lose my fucking cool and then he started touching her. I almost blew our cover and ripped him away from her. But one look at Sophia and I knew I couldn’t risk it.
“He’s not my fiancé. He’s not my anything,” Sophia says and I exhale softly in relief.
“So what the hell was he doing with you? And why the hell did you let him touch you?”
She runs a hand through her blonde hair, “It’s complicated.”
“Trust me, I have enough brain cells to understand,” I drawl.
She gives me a look, “We’re not supposed to talk about our family’s business.”
“So this is about business? What? Your Papa wants you to marry him?” I growl.
“I’m not marrying anyone, so calm the hell down and stop acting like a caveman.”
“Easy for you to say, you’re not the one that had to watch while another man touched what’s mine!”
“Since when am I yours?” Sophia questions rolling her eyes.
I arch an eyebrow. “Really, blondie? You really want to be saying that to me right now.”
She steps forward, moving to stand in front of me.
“There’s nothing going on between me and Dimitri, okay?” she says, placing her hand on my chest.
“There better not be,” I mutter.
A second later, she’s lifting her hands to my neck and rising to her toes, capturing my lips in a hard kiss. I return it with fervor, wrapping my hands around her waist, letting all the rage I felt at the sight of her with that fucker infuse every movement against her lips.
Breathless, Sophia pulls back. I stare down at her with hooded eyes running my eyes up and down her body.
“No one touches you but me. Say it, blondie,” I command.
Of course, things are never that easy with her and she glares. “A little possessive, don’t you think?”
“No, I don’t think. You and I both know you belong to me. No one can fuck you better than I can.” My voice lowers a cadence, nearly a whisper. “No one kisses you like I can.”
I lean down, my lips brushing against her. Her eyes grow darker, lust filling them.
